Finally Knowing Who You Are
There’s something powerful about coming out to yourself. There’s something powerful about finally knowing who you are.
Self-Harm and Safe Places
Not everyone gets to bear witness to me. Not everyone gets to know my pain. And that’s okay.
We’re Expected to Be OK
We’re often seen as heroes, but we’re also human.
Love to Live
It’s hard to look back to those moments when I truly did not want to live. It’s difficult to admit you’ve had an honest desire to end your life.
Bless This Mess
The thing about getting clean is that once you get out of rehab, no one’s getting paid to take care of you anymore. That is when the real work starts.
You Are Not Your Thoughts
I’m no stranger to suicidal ideation. I hate calling it that, because it sounds so much more intense than what I feel, which is a passive wish to no longer exist.
Manic Benders and Government Contracts
I’ve been solving riddles for years, it’s a big part of surviving bipolar disorder.
My Relationship With Ed
See Ed for what he really is: an invader of your space and your body as opposed to a part of who you are.
When Anxiety Doesn’t Look Like Panic
The signs were there all along. I just didn’t see them.
Black and White 3.0
There’s no way to deny it—this year is different. As we welcome May and Mental Health Month, we’re not only addressing the very thing our work centers on, but there’s also talk about a pandemic, an uncertain future, and physical distancing.
I Am Still Getting Better
With everything that is happening in the world right now, I feel my depression starting to resurface—it’s waking up with a vengeance as I physically isolate.
The Light is What You Need
Despite all the light that’s surrounding me, inside I feel dark.
